Page 79 of Powerful Deception

As I look over at her, I know it’s the latter. It’s the latter because the more the days go by the less, I want to leave the bed every morning.

It's been three weeks since our agreement in the living room. Three weeks since we decided to put this attraction that is going on between us forward and see what happens.

Sex with no emotions, she said and I agreed.

Because I told myself that after I lost my wife, I would never go through that again. I won’t do anything that even resembles a relationship because losing my wife fucked me in more ways than I can count. I don’t want my children to grow close to someone and have them lose that person.

Yet here I am lying in bed next to a woman that my children are already close to, contemplating if I should get up or not.

After a long minute of staring at the back of Arianna’s head, her dark hair all over the place, I decided to get up. That decision goes to the trash when my bed partner shifts and turns to face me with sleep filled eyes.

“You get up too early.” she says through a yawn, her eyes closing again.

“It’s easier to get things done.” I voice, laying my head back down against the pillow.

Arianna hums and scoots closer to me until I feel her breath against my arm and her legs interlacing with mine.

Shifting, I throw an arm around her shoulders, bringing her naked body closer to mine.

“You should at least sleep until four thirty.” She says, her eyes still closed but her arm moves to lay across my stomach.

“Then I won't have time to work out.” I muse into her hair.

This is one of the things that has been keeping me in bed these last three weeks. The normal conversation, the normal banter that happens between us.

Fuck. Are emotions starting to form?

No, they haven’t started to form, they’re already there.

“Hmm. I do like your abs.” She says running a hand against my stomach.

“Why are you awake?”

“Because you're awake. It's like my body knows it, so it wants to be awake when you are.” She cuddles deeper into my hold, her hand drawing circles against my stomach, sliding closer to where my dick lays.

“Does it now?” I ask, feeling myself wanting to push her hand further down until I’m wrapped around her hand.

“Uh huh, and it’s definitely awake now. So maybe you should skip your workout and let me give you a workout of my own.”

“You won’t hear me say no to that.”

“Good.” She says, before sliding her hand down to my cock and starts to stroke me.

I shift the covers and the sheets so that I can watch her hand move up and down my length.

She gives me a few more strokes before moving from next to me to laying between my legs.

A sexy grin and a lust filled eyes get thrown in my direction before she licks me from tip to base.

I let out a groan when she takes me in her mouth and I’m surrounded by the warmth of it.

“Fuck.” I moan out, my hand going to her hair and giving her a hard pull.

Arianna hums around me and makes it harder than I was a few seconds ago. She definitely knows how to use that mouth of hers, but her slow rhythmic movements aren’t cutting it.

Placing both my hands on either side of her head, I pull just enough to make her look up at me. Her eyes are asking a silent question but she still doesn’t relent in her movements. She continues to take me until I reach the back of her throat and then she slides me back out.

“I need to fuck your mouth. Think you can do that, amate?”

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